Peerless Tang Sect's power to turn the tide

Chapter 258 Wise Wang Yiheng!

"Pfft!"

The Evil Soul Master Titled Douluo of the Nether Sword Martial Spirit immediately spurted out a large mouthful of black blood in less than one breath of contact with this pure purifying power. His breath was sluggish, his face was pale and bloodless, and it was originally swollen to the extreme, as if The fierce aura that could cut the sky and split the earth was deflated on the spot.

"how is this possible?"

The owner of the Netherworld Sword Spirit looked at Mu Qing in disbelief. No matter how much he thought about it, he never expected that he would be affected by the other party in this way. It was just a beam of light attribute. He was already up to nine. At the thirteenth level, the strength of the fourth elder of the Holy Spirit Cult dropped by more than 70%.

This is still his most conservative estimate, because although the Nether Sword, which had greatly increased its martial soul attributes due to absorbing souls, cannot be said to have returned to before liberation, it has also directly lost more than 90% of its soul power. This severe loss has made He was heartbroken, and the fact that he didn't go crazy on the spot showed that his will was quite strong.

Before embarking on this mission, he had thought of various ways of failure and also of success scenarios, but he never thought that he would be so easily damaged by the strength of the other party's inexplicable light. Even now, Even a Contra can easily kill him. How incredible this is.

"How is it impossible?"

Mu Qing looked at the three evil soul masters in front of him who were all greatly damaged in strength. Their expressions were extremely sacred. If Ye Guyi were here at this moment, he would definitely be surprised, because the aura on Mu Qing's body at this moment has transcended the light. It can be said that it has already transcended the light. It is the supreme power of light - purification!

To purify the evil in the world, this is another ability that Mu Qing was taught as an alternative soul skill after accepting Electrolux's soul method. If faced with ordinary soul masters, this ability is absolutely useless.

But it's different if you're facing an evil soul master. This kind of purification power is inherently the evil soul master's biggest nemesis. Unless an evil soul master like Ye Xishui, an extreme douluo, comes, he can rely on his powerful The cultivation level surpassing that of Mu Qing was enough to resist him, but the highest level of the three evil soul masters in front of him was Zhang Peng, the enshrined among the evil soul masters, a ninety-fifth level super Douluo.

Zhang Peng's face was pale, and his eyes were full of panic and anger. He looked at the purifying light on Mu Qing's body that had gradually shrunk, and a fierce flash appeared in his eyes. The scorpion tail on the tail of the real body of the scorpion tiger, which had shrunk at least twice as much, was directly facing Mu Qing flicked it.

A sharp blade ripped through space as fast as the speed of light and chopped off Mu Qing's head on the spot!

"Die, you brat!"

Mu Qing froze on the spot, his pupils shrunk, the sharp blade above his head was only less than a foot away from Mu Qing's head, so close to the end of the world, it would come in an instant.

"Shh!"

A purple-gold light flashed from Mu Qing's earlobe, and a purple-gold spear about one foot long appeared beside Mu Qing. The tip of the spear was pointed at the blade, and a violent roar directly shook Mu Qing's body. Step back ten meters.

"call!"

Mu Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced at Zhang Peng across from him in shock. He looked at the frozen smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold.

"I almost fell into your trap!"

Mu Qing looked at the sharp blade pierced by the Heavenly Emperor's Spear, and looked at Zhang Peng with murderous intent: "Is it a soul skill that locks onto and ignores defense?"

"Have you really underestimated you rats?"

Mu Qing snorted coldly, waved his arm, and the Heavenly Emperor's Spear, which was spinning continuously in the air, immediately flew towards Mu Qing like a cheerful child, and was tightly held in the palm of Mu Qing's hand.

"you……"

Zhang Peng looked at Mu Qing blankly, feeling a little unbalanced. This is his strongest method, and it is the strongest trump card he developed based on his own self-created soul skills combined with the ninth soul skill. It can instantly lock on to the enemy and ignore any defense of the enemy. Even the invincible golden body, virtualization and even Mu Qing's use of the power of space to dodge have no effect.

But even so, Mu Qing can still avoid it?

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhang Peng's words were incoherent, and his mentality was so explosive that he no longer knew what to say. He could only ask Mu Qing like this. Less than a quarter of an hour after his appearance, he, the super Douluo enshrined by the Holy Spirit Sect, had already lost his balance for several seconds. Second-rate.

"How come there is a monster like you in Douluo Continent that shouldn't exist?"

Zhang Peng yelled at Mu Qing, and moved his limbs regardless as if he was mad. The giant black tiger, which was only about fifteen meters tall, roared towards Mu Qing, and then ran towards Mu Qing quickly. Come here, Black Tiger carries an aura of madness, as if he has lost faith in everything, as if Mu Qing in front of him has become his own inner demon, and only by killing him will he be able to go further.

With its mouth wide open, the black tiger rushed towards Mu Qing, as if he wanted to bite Mu Qing to death.

However, as a purple-gold gun light flashed, the Heavenly Emperor Spear in Mu Qing's hand seemed to ignore the opponent's strong defense. It was like a blade piercing tofu, piercing the black tiger's head without any obstruction!

"boom!"

The black air flow exploded in front of Mu Qing, and the huge black tiger disappeared immediately. There was only a figure with a gun in Mu Qing's hand, and the head was pierced. The limbs were drooping, and the poor figure dripping blood was picked up by Mu Qing. .

Mu Qing glanced at Zhang Peng, whose eyes were full of doubts about life and madness, and threw him away with a wave of his gun.

"Rubbish!"

Mu Qing spat at Zhang Peng's body and mocked directly: "You can't bear this blow, what kind of evil soul master are you? I don't know what the so-called guy is!"

After saying that, Mu Qing looked at the two evil soul master titled Douluo who had been severely injured in front of them, with black blood dripping all over their bodies, bleeding from their seven orifices, and their aura was sluggish, and he suddenly appeared behind them with a space jump.

"Shh!"

A ray of purple-gold light passed directly across their necks under the horrified gazes of the two people. Along with the sound of something falling to the ground, two heads with smooth cuts rolled twice on the ground, indicating the end of life!

Mu Qing put away the divine weapon in his hand - the Heavenly Emperor's Spear, shrunk it and hung it on his earlobe, twisted his neck, and turned his head to look at the mountain peak not far away.

"clatter!"

Wang Yiheng looked at Mu Qing's gaze and took a step back as if on conditioned reflex. No matter how much he thought about it, he could not think of three evil soul masters at the Title Douluo level, and among them there was even a level 95 super. The Douluo Evil Spirit Master was killed by Mu Qing so easily, as neatly as chopping melons and vegetables!

"Gulu!"

A group of people's throats were beating, and the sound of swallowing saliva could not help but sounded around. Now even a fool can see the situation clearly. They lost. This time, the ambush operation with so many things prepared was completed in less than an hour. Already completely defeated.

"Captain, we..."

A member of the Evil Lord Soul Mentor Corps looked pale, trembling and turned his head towards Wang Yiheng: "Are we going to continue fighting?"

Wang Yiheng raised his head and looked at the dozens of his subordinates looking at him in full view. The expectant and anxious eyes made Wang Yiheng sigh, shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't blame the other party for asking, because not only these subordinates, but also he was completely demoralized by Mu Qing's god-like methods, and now he couldn't even think of any counterattack.

Wang Yiheng glanced at Orange, looking at the other party's still expressionless face, and couldn't help but said: "What a fart, even the fixed soul-guided cannonballs and three titled Douluo are gone, so it's up to you to fight me. , are you looking for death?"

"That……"

When the members of the Soul Engineer Legion heard what their legion commander said, they couldn't help but look at Wang Yiheng with hesitant expressions on their faces, waiting for the other party to give orders.

"Hey!"

Wang Yiheng let out a long breath, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. All his energy and glory in the past seemed to have been swept away by the young man not far away at this moment.

"Let's go, surrender!"

Wang Yiheng glanced at Tangerine, shook his head and continued: "Let's see what the other party is going to do. Our lives now depend entirely on the other's thoughts. Let's see what they say."

After saying that, Wang Yiheng walked quickly towards the bottom of the mountain with his head downcast. Many subordinates on the side felt sad and helpless when they saw their leader like this. At the same time, there was also a sense of joy in their hearts that they were unwilling to admit.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the situation in front of them. No one can resist Mu Qing's powerful strength. Continuing to resist will only lead to death for them. However, although they are soldiers of the Sun and Moon Empire, they do not want to lose their lives just like this.

Isn’t it good to be alive?

The light in Mu Qing's eyes was restrained. He saw Wang Yiheng's actions on the mountain clearly, and his surrender was not beyond Mu Qing's expectations. He believed that Wang Yiheng, the Mad Bull Douluo, was a smart man, or that the legion commander who could cultivate to this level and become a Hand of the Nation Soul Master Legion in the Sun and Moon Empire was definitely not a fool.

It is possible for an idiot to become a titled Douluo, as long as the talent is strong enough, but an idiot cannot be the leader of the soul engineer legion.

Within a moment, Mu Qing was still standing on the ground. There were three lifeless corpses on the surrounding ground. They looked miserable. Except for Zhang Peng, the guy who was shot through the head by Mu Qing, there was also a whole corpse. The rest The ones below were all broken limbs.

Especially the evil soul master of the Netherworld Sword. This guy killed countless creatures during his lifetime. Even if Mu Qing didn't chop off the other person's head, Mu Qing estimated that the other person wouldn't live long.

The whole body was like a sieve, with blood holes everywhere. Black, smelly blood continued to flow out of the other party's body. Even when Wang Yiheng walked down from the mountain and came to Mu Qing, there was still no blood on the other party's body. It flows cleanly.

"Captain Wang, a wise move!"

Mu Qing had a smile on his face, looking at Wang Yiheng who looked dejected in front of him and didn't look like he had just been in high spirits. He chuckled and said, "I thought you would choose to fight to the death, but I didn't expect you to be so rational. I underestimated you." People!"

"No no no!"

When Wang Yiheng heard what Mu Qing said, he smiled bitterly and said: "It should be said that I underestimated others. No, it made all of us, including His Highness the Crown Prince and the Evil Soul Master, and even the whole world underestimate you!"

Wang Yiheng raised his head and looked at Mu Qing's young and handsome face, and couldn't help but sigh: "Who would have thought that a young man less than twenty years old would actually have such strength that he could stand at the top of the mainland? You are hiding But it’s too deep!”

Mu Qing shrugged indifferently and smiled sarcastically: "If I hadn't hidden it so deeply, I'm not sure whether I would be able to talk to you like this now. Maybe we'll have to change positions by then."

Wang Yiheng smiled bitterly and didn't say much. After taking a deep breath, he quickly put away the sadness on his face and said directly: "Now you are the swordsman and I am the fish. The life and death of me and my men depend on your thoughts." Come on, tell us your conditions and what you want us to do. I think you should have this intention, otherwise with your strength, my men and I would never have the chance to come to you!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Mu Qing smiled and applauded Wang Yiheng's wit: "It's fun to talk to smart people, so I won't beat around the bush!"

Mu Qing looked at Wang Yiheng and immediately put away the smile on his face: "You have three choices. One, fight to the death!"

"Two, give up all your identities in the Sun and Moon Empire, be loyal to me from now on, and go to my hometown, which is the Aolai City of the Douling Empire. I need you to go there and use all your knowledge of the ninth-level soul master to help my family. To improve the skills of the soul master, of course I need to leave some small tricks on you as insurance, I think you won't care about this!"

"Third, stay in the Sun-Moon Empire, but you will still be loyal to me behind the scenes. You will be a pawn I planted in the Sun-Moon Empire. As for what I want you to do, you will naturally know it later!"

After Mu Qing said the three choices he gave the other party, he smiled lightly and said: "Choose!"

Wang Yiheng took a deep breath after hearing Mu Qing's words and fell into a long silence.

"Are these the only three options?"

Wang Yiheng seemed to be unwilling to give up and looked at Mu Qing and asked.

Mu Qing looked at the other party with cold eyes and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wang Yiheng smiled bitterly: "Two!"

"very good!"

Mu Qing smiled slightly, and a purple-gold light flashed directly in his eyes. The next moment he looked at Wang Yiheng across from him, a purple-gold mark immediately flew towards the opponent's eyebrows.

"what!"

Wang Yiheng let out a scream, and his face suddenly turned pale. He couldn't help but kneel down on one knee, holding his head with both hands. The severe pain made him feel as if his scalp was suddenly opened, and he was worse than life or death.

A few seconds later, as the purple-gold light in Mu Qing's eyes faded, Wang Yiheng, who collapsed on the ground, immediately gasped for air. His whole body was soaked with cold sweat. He was so miserable that many of his subordinates who saw this scene couldn't bear it. I kept beating my heart.

"It's you next!"

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(End of this chapter)